lost my smile.
The teacher began to talk, and I gave him my attention, even if the past was haunting my thoughts and reminding me why Iâd never truly be normal again.
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Asa attempted to talk to me several times during class, and I managed a smile, if not a response, each time. My chest was heavy, but I wanted to feel normal again, if only for a moment. Was that selfish of me? Should I get to feel normal?
When the bell rangâending my wasted class, since my mind hadnât registered one thing that the teacher had saidâI picked up my books and stood up.
âWhat class do you have next?â Asa asked as he got up to walk with me toward the door. I guess he was serious about walking me there.
âLit,â I replied.
âIâm two doors down in Spanish. Also, saw you get out of Gunnerâs truck today. Had any trouble with Kimmie yet?â
I wasnât sure what that meant. Kimmie was the girl from the restroom yesterday and one of the girls who had bombarded Gunner when weâd arrived. I knew that much, but as for me having any issues with her, I hadnât dealt with that. She didnât pay much attention to me.
âNo,â I replied.
He nodded. âYou will. Sheâs not going to be able to handle you at all.â
If he meant she would be jealous of me, then she was just silly. Gunner wasnât serious about her or anyone for that matter. Girls who were blind to teenage boys who clearly didnât care about them were sad. They thought the television romance was real. It wasnât. This was not One Tree Hill . It was real life.
âHe referred to me as his wingman this morning. She doesnât need to worry about me. She needs to worry about all the girls who are stupid enough to think they have a chance at an actual relationship with him. Like her.â
Asa laughed loudly. âDamn I like you.â
âThanks.â I was going to say more when my eyes met Gunnerâs as he made his way toward me.
âAnd here he comes,â Asa said, once again sounding amused.
Gunnerâs eyes went from me to Asa as if he were annoyed. I wasnât sure why he would be, and if he actedannoyed, I was going to set him straight. But that wasnât going to happen right now because Kimmie stepped in front of him, blocking his path. Which made Asa laugh again.
âOne day heâll figure out that a quickie from Kimmie means weeks of her up his ass.â
âHas he done this with her before?â I asked, watching him move her out of his way with both his hands on her shoulders. His scowl was surprising. Iâd never seen him pissed like that before.
âBeen happening since ninth grade. Sheâs an easy lay, but then she clings. Weâve all learned our lesson, but Gunner canât seem to shake her.â
I wonder what it was about her that kept drawing him back in.
âKind of like Ivy and Brady. Except Brady doesnât seem to mind Ivyâs clingy ways. He lets it happen because sheâs hot. I think in Ivyâs head theyâre an item. Brady however doesnât see it as an exclusive thing. But then none of the guys have tried to bang her either.â
I had been away from high school drama, dealing with real world stuff, for so long now I found it pointless. Once Iâd been that girl wrapped up in a guy, thinking he loved me. Not knowing what was really happening when I wasnât around. Never once guessing the truth until it was rightthere in front of me. What I thought was a broken heart then didnât even touch the reality of being broken.
âHereâs your class,â Asa said, stopping my thoughts from going dark once again.
âThank you.â
He shrugged and on his tall frame it looked out of place. Like that of a little boy, not a massive football player. âIâll see you at lunch?â I think it was a question. It sounded like one. So I simply nodded,